Lost Creek Hollow Joining

He didn't get an answer to his unspoken query, but instead kicked up more of that leeriness. Though he felt the inclination to take a step forward as the dark-haired wolf stepped back, Mordecai refrained. There was more mumbling to be had, yet this time he caught it. If he hadn't been resting, then what? His silent intrusion along their borders only suggested the nefarious.

"Because you've tread too close to my territory," he started off, "and if you aren't here to rest, then why be silent?" He could not think of many reasons for the curious to linger in silence, though there were times he himself had done the same. And even if the wolf was similar to him in that regard, Mordecai considered the possibility he was merely observing. For whatever reason, it was discomforting.